Nuthin' But A "G" Thang Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][Em][Em][Am]
[Am][Em][Em][Am]

[Verse 1]
[Am]One, two, [Em]three and to the four
Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. [Am]Dre is at the door
Ready to make an entrance so [Em]back on up
'Cause you know we're 'bout to rip shit [Am]up
Give me the microphone first,
so I can bust like a [Em]bubble
Compton and Long Beach together,
now you [Am]know you in trouble
Ain't nothin' but a "G" thang, [Em]baby
Two loced out niggas goin' [Am]crazy
Death Row is the label that [Em]pays me
Unfadeable so please don't try to [Am]fade this
But, um, back to the lecture at [Em]hand
Perfection is perfected,
so I'ma [Am]let 'em understand
From a young G's [Em]perspective
And before me dig out a bitch,
I have to [Am]find a contraceptive
You never know, she could be [Em]earnin' her man
and learnin' her man
And at the [Am]same time burnin' her man
Now, you know I ain't with that [Em]shit,
Lieutenant
Ain't no pussy good enough
to get burnt [Am]while I'm up in it
And that's realer than [Em]Real-Deal Holyfield
And now you hookers and [Am]hoes
know how I feel
Well, if it's good enough to [Em]get broke
off a proper chunk
I'll take a small piece
of [Am]some of that funky stuff

[Chorus 1]
[Am]It's like this and like that[Em] and like this and a-
It's like that and like [Am]this and like that and a-
It's like this and like [Em]that and like this and a-
Dre, creep to the [Am]mic like a phantom

[Verse 2]
Well, I'm [Am]peepin' and I'm creepin'
and I'm [Em]creepin'
But I damn near got caught
'cause my [Am]beeper kept beepin'
Now it's time for me
to make my im[Em]pression felt
So sit back, relax
and strap [Am]on your seat belt
You never been on a ride like [Em]this before
With a producer who can rap
and con[Am]trol the micstro
At the same time
with the dope [Em]rhyme that I kick
You know and I know,
I [Am]flow some old funky shit
To add to my col[Em]lection the selection
Symbolizes [Am]dope, take a toke, but don't choke
If you do, you'll [Em]have no clue
Of what me and my homie
Snoop [Am]Dogg came to do

[Chorus 2]
It's like [Am]this and like that and like [Em]this and a-
It's like that and like this and like [Am]that and a-
It's like this
and who gives a fuck [Em]about those?
So just chill 'til the [Am]next episode

[Interlude 1]
[Am](You've got the feel[Em]ing)
(Rock the other [Am]side)
(You've got the [Em]feeling)
(Yeah, [Am]yeah)

[Verse 3]
Fallin' back on that [Am]ass
with a hellafied [Em]gangster lean
Gettin' funky on the mic
like a [Am]old batch of collard greens
It's the capital S,
oh, [Em]yes, I'm fresh, N-double-O-P
D-O-double-G-Y, D-O-[Am]double-G, you see
Showin' much flex
when it's [Em]time to wreck a mic
Pimpin' hoes and clockin' a grip
like my [Am]name was Dolemite
Yeah, and it don't [Em]quit
I think they in the mood
for some motherfuckin' [Am]G shit
So, Dre (What up, [Em]Dogg?)
Gotta give 'em what they want
(What's that, [Am]G?)
We gotta break 'em off somethin'
(Hell [Em]yeah)
And it's gotta be bumpin'
(City of [Am]Compton)

[Verse 4]
Is where it takes [Am]place,
so when asked, your at[Em]tention
Mobbin' like a motherfucker but I ain't [Am]lynchin'
Droppin' the funky shit
that's makin' the sucker niggas [Em]mumble
When I'm on the mic,
it's like a cookie, they all [Am]crumble
Try to get close and your ass'll get [Em]smacked
My motherfuckin' homie Doggy Dogg
has got [Am]my back
Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip,
then I'm [Em]slippin'
But if I got my nina,
then you know I'm straight [Am]trippin'
And I'ma continue to put the rap down,
put the [Em]mack down
And if you bitches talk shit,
I [Am]have to put the smack down
Yeah, and you don't [Em]stop
I told you I'm just like a clock
when I [Am]tick and I tock
But I'm never off,
always [Em]on to the break of dawn
C-O-M-P-T-O-N [Am]and the city
they call Long Beach
Puttin' the [Em]shit together
Like my nigga D.O.C.,
no [Am]one can do it better

[Chorus 3]
Like [Am]this, that and [Em]this and a-
It's like that and like this and like [Am]that and a-
It's like this
and who gives a fuck [Em]about those?
So just chill 'til the [Am]next episode

[Outro 1]
[Am](You've got the feel[Em]ing)
(Rock the other [Am]side)
(You've got the [Em]feeling)
(Yeah, [Am]yeah)
(You've got the [Em]feeling)
(Rock the other [Am]side)
(You've got the [Em]feeling)
(Yeah, [Am]yeah)
(You've got the [Em]feeling)
(Rock the other [Am]side)
(You've got the [Em]feeling)
(Yeah, [Am]yeah)